I’m sharing small lessons in living — the kind you don’t always recognize while you’re learning them. They don’t arrive all at once. They show up quietly, over time, usually after you’ve already lived through the hard part. This one took me longer than I care to admit. For a long time, I thought saying yes was proof that I was a good person. Over time, I’ve learned that saying no is okay — even though it took me a while to believe it. If someone invited me somewhere, I went.If someone asked me to do something, I said sure — nothing illegal or immoral.I believed that showing up —…
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Lessons in Living, from Dragonflies and My Mom
This is the first in a quiet series of reflections I’ll be sharing throughout the year — things I’m learning as I continue living, healing, and finding light where I can. Lesson One: Life Continues After Loss As this year comes to a close, I’ve been thinking a lot about something my dad asked of me a long time ago. When he passed in 2002, he made me promise him one thing — that I would live. At the time, I didn’t really understand what he meant. Back then, living felt like doing what needed to be done — getting up, going to work, being responsible, showing up for everyone…
